"Unexpected Breakthrough: Rising from Rank 1 to Rank 2"

Rank 1 Late Stage Peak!

Su Yan and Huang Peng had slightly different reactions. What filled her heart was mostly joy as she looked at her son on the stage, and her eyes became slightly teary. "This boy!" she exclaimed with a smile. Now she finally understood the meaning behind her son's earlier words, "I will not disappoint you." It turns out, her son had achieved Rank 1 Late Stage Peak! No wonder he had been so confident, no wonder he had been unruffled!

Shaken from his dazed state by Huang Xiaolong's double fist, Huang Wei grew increasingly angry. "It's impossible! You... it's impossible for you to break through to Rank 1 Late Stage Peak!" he exclaimed repeatedly. After all, he possessed a Level 10 Martial Spirit and had been chosen by the gods. He had even consumed a 1,000 Years Gathering Heart Grass and dedicated five months of diligent practice to achieve Rank 1 Late Stage Peak! But Huang Xiaolong, who only had a Level 7 Martial Spirit, how could he possibly have surpassed him?

Huang Wei's doubts mirrored those of Huang Qide, Huang Ming, and others who were puzzled by the situation. Sensing their confusion, Huang Peng stepped forward and explained to Huang Qide, "Father, four months ago, Xiaolong found five Yang Fruits in the mountain valley behind the mountain."

"What? Yang Fruits?!" Huang Qide and the others were astonished.

"Yes, later on, Xiaolong consumed three of them for cultivation. The remaining two were given to me and Su Yan. I have now reached Rank 6 Late Stage Peak!" Huang Peng nodded and demonstrated his Battle Qi at Rank 6 Late Stage Peak.

"So he consumed three Yang Fruits for cultivation!" Huang Qide looked at Huang Xiaolong on the stage, unsure of what to say.

Inside the main hall, the people of Huang Family Manor finally grasped the "true reason" behind Huang Xiaolong's attainment of Rank 1 Late Stage Peak. Three Yang Fruits! Each one equivalent to a 1,000 Years Gathering Heart Grass!

"I never expected Xiaolong to have such a stroke of good fortune. This is a great thing," Huang Qide smiled, though his smile lacked sincerity.

"If Huang Wei had consumed these three Yang Fruits for cultivation, he would have likely broken through to Rank 2 by now!" Huang Qide secretly thought to himself.

Li Mu also considered Huang Xiaolong's utilization of three Yang Fruits for his Level 7 Martial Spirit to be a waste of nature's gifts.

After a while, the shock subsided and people gradually returned to their seats.

On the stage, Huang Wei's eyes were filled with envy and hatred as he looked at Huang Xiaolong. "Indeed, you've had incredible luck, swallowing three Yang Fruits to reach Rank 1 Late Stage Peak!"

Huang Xiaolong coldly smiled. "And you broke through to Rank 1 Late Stage Peak because of that 1,000 Years Gathering Heart Grass, didn't you?"

Huang Wei's complexion flushed, but before he could respond in anger, he threw a punch at Huang Xiaolong. However, Huang Xiaolong swiftly raised his fist to meet the attack, causing Huang Wei to recoil. Huang Xiaolong then swiftly approached, raising his foot and delivering a kick to Huang Wei's abdomen. Similar to what happened several months ago with Zhou Xuedong, Huang Wei let out a pitiful cry as he doubled over and was sent flying back, tumbling for 78 meters.

Holding his injured belly, Huang Wei felt as though his internal organs had been jumbled, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Huang Xiaolong approached Huang Wei and sneered, "Five months ago, you said you would cripple both my hands at this annual meeting. Well, here's my foot." With that, he kicked Huang Wei's face.

Huang Wei cried out in pain once again.

Cripple both hands? On the chairman's podium, Huang Qide furrowed his brow, looking at his eldest son, Huang Ming. He had been unaware of this matter, and Huang Ming avoided meeting his father's gaze, hiding in embarrassment.

Just then, another cry of pain erupted from Huang Wei. Huang Qide turned to look and saw Huang Xiaolong stepping on him again, ready to intervene but hesitating. He recalled Huang Xiaolong's earlier warning not to interfere in the matter of their competition, and he stopped himself. In his heart, he bitterly smiled, finally understanding the true meaning behind his grandson's earlier question.

Huang Xiaolong continued to deliver three kicks, finally turning Huang Wei's once handsome face into an unrecognizable mess. Huang Ming, who had been punched earlier to the point of being unrecognizable himself, looked at his son, his anger boiling inside him, but he managed to restrain himself, his cold gaze betraying nothing.

However, Huang Qide did not intervene, nor did Huang Ming break any of the rules.

"Hmph!" Huang Wei, who had been kicked three times by Huang Xiaolong, now resembled a frenzied wild beast. He let out a bestial roar as his Battle Qi suddenly surged, emanating a different aura from before.

This sudden change left everyone stunned, their eyes fixed on Huang Wei.

Sensing the change in his son's aura, Huang Ming's angry expression vanished, replaced by great joy.

"Huang Wei has broken through!"

"Rank 2! That's the aura of Rank 2!"

Some of the elders from Huang Family Manor couldn't help but exclaim in awe.

Rank 2!

Huang Peng and Su Yan, witnessing Huang Wei's unexpected breakthrough, clenched their hearts once again. If Huang Wei had broken through to Rank 2, what did that mean for their son?

"Good, good!" Huang Qide laughed heartily as he watched the transformation of his grandson, Huang Wei. The annual competition had brought the unexpected surprise of Huang Wei's breakthrough to Rank 2. It was truly a happy accident!

Huang Xiaolong retreated several steps, his gaze fixed on the newly promoted Huang Wei. He was somewhat surprised.

"A Warrior at Rank 2," Huang Xiaolong said calmly.

At that moment, Huang Wei, who had regained his footing, stared at Huang Xiaolong with bloodshot eyes, fixated on him. Sensing the significantly stronger Battle Qi within himself, Huang Wei gazed at Huang Xiaolong and said with each word pronounced carefully, "I want you to kneel and lick my toes!" Only then would he be able to wash away the humiliation he had suffered earlier.

"Is that so?" Huang Xiaolong responded nonchalantly.

Enraged, Huang Wei lunged toward Huang Xiaolong in an instant, fists covered in Battle Qi. He aimed to strike, his speed having increased after breaking through to Rank 2.

Huang Peng and Su Yan's hearts tightened, ready to cry out in alarm. But suddenly, Huang Xiaolong lifted both hands and his aura surged instantaneously. His fists met Huang Wei's incoming attack with a resounding collision.

"Bang!" The impact was intense, causing Huang Wei to be forcefully pushed back.

"What?! This is impossible, how can it be?!"

"Warrior Rank 2! This is the Battle Qi strength of a Warrior at Rank 2!"

The Huang Family Manor elders, who had just taken their seats, could not help but scream in disbelief. They stood up once more, unable to comprehend what they were witnessing. Huang Qide and Li Mu, equally shocked, stood up as well, their eyes fixed on Huang Xiaolong.

What on earth was happening? This boy's dog-like luck was simply too strong!

Huang Qide turned to look at his son, Huang Peng, his face filled with shock. Huang Peng smiled bitterly and said, "Father, I don't know." The truth was that Huang Peng himself had no idea. He had no idea that his son, relying on the weapon, had not reached Rank 1 Late Stage Peak but had surpassed it, reaching Rank 2!

Rank 2! Rank 2! Huang Peng looked at his son standing on the stage, his body trembling with excitement. At this moment, he had an uncontrollable urge to rush forward and embrace his son tightly, tears streaming down his face. The pride within Huang Peng surged, realizing that it was his son who had achieved Rank 2 after only five months of practice. It was his son, Huang Peng's son! Su Yan stood there, her eyes red, her expression mirroring her husband's.

"No, it can't be, this isn't real!" On the stage, Huang Wei, who had been forced back, shook his head and screamed repeatedly.